Steve Brandenburg

CLIMBING OUT

I am down, must turn around,
So my life is not bound.
Peace must be found,
On this shallow ground.

From out of the smoke, I see a wall,
So high and so tall.
If I climb it, will I fall?
NO! Not at all!

Then a river I must cross,
So wide and deep,
With banks so steep,
Yet I must sweep.

And on the other side,
I thought I had died.
For on the other side,
I stand with PRIDE!

Author’s Note: Buck, thanks for the Inspiration my friend